New Hope Together Dusk That Is No Longer the Same
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Like the previous nights, now Faris can only whimper alone wailing the plight of his household which until now he has not found his bright spot.

His chest is now very crowded because the sobs that never subsided since the word ‘usholli’ said up to ‘assalamualaikum’ full of hope. The long nights since Aisha's departure only he spent complaining to the creator.

If asked if Faris is sincere? Of course not the answer, he just tried to make peace with reality without blame. Maybe now is not the time for him to insist on rejecting reality, it is time for his logic to play a role, no longer put forward feelings that only feel painful. Although in the depths of his heart the deepest still could not be in line.

After enjoying the sad days, Faris now realized that nothing that was happening to himself and his household was not separated from the power of God.

Painful? It is very delicious without Faris himself can explain, but what is his power that only a weak creature is powerless without the help of its creator.

Although not used to it, but Faris tried to be more spacious to all the facts, although tightness in the chest is really still not careless.

“If it is only here that my duty is to protect me my wife .. please protect her for me, so I hope Your perfect protection for the ever-perfect woman is impeccable in my eyes. I leave everything to You Rabbi .. If it must be like this at last, make this heart fine, for I am sure Your plan remains the most beautiful.”

After ending his long prostration, Faris intended to re-dilate himself on his bed. Painful hearts, confused minds, and incompatible logic make Faris' body completely exhausted. Hence, today alone he wanted to rest in peace, and his net really needed to be closed.

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Tok .. tok .. tok .. Faisal who had just closed his net was back awake when someone knocked on the door of his ward.

“Log in,” he said without intending to rise.

Shortly after the door opened, a pwngawal whom he had ordered to escort Aisha into his room.

“Sorry to interrupt your break, Sir,” said the bodyguard politely.

Faisal who was still lying just slightly nodded, “What's wrong?”

“I found this wallet in the car, Sir. It probably belongs to the woman you ordered me to deliver just now.”

“Why don't you return it directly to the owner?”

“Sorry Sir, I only realized when I returned to Hospital.”

“Ya already, let me give it myself.”

“Good, Mr.”

The bodyguard immediately gave the wallet he found in the passenger seat to Faisal.

Faisal again intended to close his net after putting down the purse of origin, but suddenly he undoes his intention. From the first time he met, Faisal was really curious about the identity of the woman.

Thought the folding wallet he just put, he thought it must be in the wallet there are various types of identity cards belonging to Aisha that might be able to reduce her curiosity a little.

“Sorry Aisha, I have no evil intentions. Just wondering who you really are until Hasan and his cousin love the same girl, you.”

And sure enough, Faisal was immediately presented with various types of identity cards and credit cards belonging to Aisha there, there were also some photos that were deliberately installed at the very front of each slide.

The first slide shows a portrait of the woman's marriage to Faris who seems to adopt Javanese customs. Written behind him says ‘Syurgaku’ plus heart picture written by pen.

Then on the second slide, there is a portrait of Aisha with the mother wearing the same gamis and khimar, both look charming despite different ages. Behind the photo was embedded the word ‘Angelku’.

Faisal continued his search, on the next slides there are only various types of cards that meet each slide.

“What was that woman Aisha's mother? But why are there no photos with his father?” murmured Faisal who did not find any other photos besides the two photos he had just seen.

“I how did I ever see the woman in Aisha's photo huh? But where?” Faisal now began to remember where he had met the woman, because it seemed that the woman's face seemed familiar to Faisal's mind.

“Ssshh .. Argghh!” At once Faisal was fisting because his head suddenly throbbed violently, like trying to remember something but unable.

Tittt ... tittt .. with difficulty his fingers tried to reach the bell beside his bed to call the Hospital and people who were guarding outside his room.

“Arrgghh .. to-please ...”

Now Faisal was really unable to hold the increasingly intense pulse, until a moment later everything seemed to blur and slowly darken.

“Yee ... Really we are a holiday Bu?” A young boy cheered with joy when he got a holiday gift to Turkey as his championship gift this semester.

“Iya Darling .. so here Brother help Mother finish our clothes,” said the middle-aged woman who was fixing some clothes into a suitcase, his sitting seemed a little uncomfortable because it was blocked by his increasingly bulging stomach.

With the spirit of the boy nodded then joined the mother, “Hai gorgeous .. we vacation nih.” The boy was unceasingly rubbing the stomach of the mother whose article was pregnant with his future sister in there.

“Don't that dong Kak, what if later his brother boy? The period called beautiful continues,” grumbled the mother because her son was very sure if his sister's candidate was a woman.

“Ihh Mother .. Isal sure kok if sister Isal later girl.”

“But we do not know Kak, yesterday we last saw it was even blocked, so it is not clear deh.” The mother tried to give understanding to her son in order to accept the younger brother who will be born in both male and female form.

“What's up? How come Daddy's whining that anyway?” Suddenly a middle-aged man who had just returned from his workplace entered the room.

“Eh why I don't hear the sound of your car ya Mas.” The wife immediately tried to get up and greet the back of the hand that had been responsible for their family life.

“You guys are really focused until not tenger from earlier Dad said hello.”

The boy who was still seen sulking immediately ran to hug the father who was still complete with his work uniform.

“Yah .. sister Isal later female right Yah?” the boy asked for a defense against the father.

“Sister, whoever is born later, whether it's a girl or a boy, you have to accept yes. Dad wants to say women are afraid of it later coming out men, want to say men are afraid of coming out women. Yesterday we saw at the Hospital was not clear because of the same obstruction of the umbilical cord.” The father said patiently as he rubbed his son's back.

“But if the boy is not fun Well, later to mention the stuff Isal continues to stick together guys,” whine the boy put on his gloomy face.

“Loh who said? Precisely if men, later can make Isal play ball. Won't be confused, darling, will you buy anything always Daddy buyin each for you.”

“Tuh Kak dengerin Dad .. already yuk now help Mom again, he said I want to cepet get on the plane,” added the Mother.

“Tuh yuk we help Mom first, kasian tuh dedek in the belly of Mom has been tired for a long time sitting.”

The boy also joined with his father and mother to prepare all the needs they will bring.

“You really are okay Honey travel bring this big belly? To Turkey quite a long time on the plane,” asked the middle-aged man when they were already on the bed preparing to sleep.

“Nnothing Mas, I'm fine, dedek in dalem also healthy. Kasian is also Faisal if we cancancel holiday this time. Yesterday said the doctor would be safe if I travel far.”

“Yes already, but if there is nothing or you feel uncomfortable with your stomach, say to Mas yes. Don't hold back.”

The wife just nodded and then closer her body with the husband, looking for the comfort she always got by being in the arms of her husband.

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